Jacker - Call Me Later T-Shirt (Black)

A frightful ringing pulls me out of Morpheus' arms with an unheard-of violence. What an idea to keep this old phone from the 70s in service... The eyes still glued, I feel to my left to see if the sublime creature of the day before has not vanished. She's still there, and the damn phone keeps ringing. It doesn't seem to disturb my guest. I take advantage of her sleep to rinse my gullet with a bottom of whisky and light a cigarette, the breakfast of champions. The sun rays that pass through the blinds let appear a satisfying spectacle: empty condom wrappers are mixed with the roses already blackened by a night without water, the bottle of sky is dressed with lace underwear thrown in a hurry, several ashtrays scattered here and there full of cigarette butts and other spicy mixtures. This hotel room breathes pleasure and sensuality. I lie down on my back, taking care not to wake up the lady. The eyes riveted to the ceiling, I draw a drag. Life is good, and no, I'm not going to pick up the fucking phone.

100% cotton
210 gsm
Silk-screen printing on front and back
Secret print
Large cut, if hesitating between two sizes, take underneath